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Blood cocktail for two… Flowers and Fangs @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

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The first thing that popped up was the calendar with a note: Don't forget to pick up Mom, Dad and Seth at the airport. The date was set for next Monday, and the other date that caught his eye was: Dinner with Tim on Valentine's Day.

"The family is out of town. We only have to worry about Sloane." He turned in his seat to look at Wade. "She marked her calendar for the fourteenth: romantic dinner with Tim. That's tomorrow." He only took note of the date because newly turned vamps tended to hang onto their previous life for sometime after the change. Events that were important tended to be amplified into an obsession.

"I wonder if dinner includes a blood cocktail for two," Wade grumbled, then added, "Did she say where they were going for this fabulous dinner?"

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Somehow, I don't believe there will be flowers and chocolates. :)

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Dig those cutoff shorts… Flower and Fangs @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

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Dark hair and a beautiful smile—just his luck, it was the gal he knew from school. He pursed his lips, silencing the stream of curses begging to be voiced and removed the magnet, grabbed the photo and flipped it over. His mother always wrote on the back of their photos and he was pleased to see the McBrides did as well. The McBrides, mom, dad, Seth and Sloane (me), were scrawled on the back. "Too bad we didn't ask Trent if the rest of the family was infected before we relieved him of his head," he said and glanced at Wade. "Since we're in the house, let's take a look and see if there's any evidence the family was here when Sloane's boyfriend came calling."

Just in case they needed to identify the bodies, it was good to know what the victims looked like; he handed his brother the photo.

Wade's low hummed whistle said it all. "Sloane's sure a looker," he said, "and I dig those cutoff shorts she's wearing."

If she'd been turned, it wouldn't matter how shapely her legs were, but Derek refrained from commenting..

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Maybe Derek will reconsider once he sees Sloane in the flesh. lol

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Always come prepared… Flowers and Fangs @KMNbooks @RebeccaJVickery #8sunday #snippetsunday

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Derek hated to think it, but if Tim paid a visit to the McBrides, he hoped the vamp ended it here, drained them and moved on because if one of the McBrides survived, the nightmare continued at another poor schmuck's home.

Reaching the gate, his hand gripped the padlock. It wouldn't stop him and he pulled out his tools from his jeans' pocket to pick the lock. He could easily jump the fence, but it was better to take the time now and have an easy escape route, if there proved a need. It took less than a minute.

He opened the gate and slid in, only to halt his movements when he noticed the black lab sitting on his haunches, staring at him with a curious tilt of its head. He was glad he had the heads up on the pet. "Good…boy," he said as he slowly fished into his jacket with multiple pockets containing all sorts or weapons. This pocket just happened to be filled with dog biscuits. He kept a box in his truck. Made it easier to deal with the four-legged animals when he invaded their territory.

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The family's pet is alive and well. Does that seem to be a good sign? Just a thought. :)

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Ready your weapons… Flowers and Fangs @KMNbooks @RebeccaJVickery #8sunday #snippetsunday

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"Well, don't the place look all nice and cozy," Wade said as he checked his gun. The special weapon was modified to hold iron-filled bullets. Iron could prove lethal to a vampire no matter the sept they belonged to.

He'd documented the differences between the vampire septs, including the vamps choice of weapons if any, their preferences to feeding, and if their bite were lethal to a human's existence. His father told him not to waste his time. 'Son, all vamps are blood drinkers,' his father told him more times than he could count. 'There's not much more you need to know. Stake and dust. End of subject.'

"Are you ready?" Wade threw him the infamous half-tilted grin that said: Let's kick some preternatural arse.

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Seems like Derek wants to know about the vampire septs and how they function. Wade just wants to do his job. lol Wonder what they'll find inside the McBride's home.

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No mercy… Flowers and Fangs @KMNbooks @RebeccaJVickery #8sunday #snippetsunday

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Wade turned toward Axel who stood leaning on the hilt of his broadsword. It was an ancient weapon belonging to a highlander back in the sixteenth century. Axel kept it in good shape and extra sharp. "He's all yours," Wade said as he stepped aside and Axel took his place.

"Hey, you said you'd let me go." Trent's voice held a note of panic.

"I said I might consider letting you go," Wade said with a grin. "I considered…ain't goin' to happen."

Trent's fangs lengthened as Axel brought down the sword. Trent's mouth opened in a silent scream before crumbling into dust like his fallen master.

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Derek believes the Tim's girlfriend, Sloane McBride, could be a girl he once dated in high school. After his brothers showed no mercy with Trent, do you believe they'll give Sloane a chance?

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How many vamps do you see?… Flowers and Fangs @KMNbooks @RebeccaJVickery #8sunday #snippetsunday

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"We have a winner, boys. This is Trent Wilkins." He leafed through the other compartments of the wallet. "Twenty dollars." He pocketed the money, which had Trent cursing and snarling all over again. "And…" He held up a photo with a frown.

"What's wrong?" Axel asked and Wade handed him the photo.

"Oh, hell," Axel said then thrust the photo to Derek.

Trent was in the photo, and… another Trent? "He has a twin?"

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Off with his head… Flowers and Fangs @KMNbooks @RebeccaJVickery #8sunday #snippetsunday

Flowers and Fangs_KMN_mediumWelcome to Snippet Sunday.

Enjoy a snippet from last week: Flowers and Fangs #3

This week's snippet is from Flowers and Fangs.

The three Hayes brothers arrived at the Wilkins' home and have staked a Nosferatu (one of the more nastier vampires and the most lethal). The vamp's been neutralized, but before they dust it, the brothers want to know who the Nosferatu has infected. The Nosferatu claims T. Wilkins has a girlfriend. then keeps repeating 'Double the trouble.' Whatever that may mean.

This is in Derek's POV.

*The excerpt may have been modified to fit the 10 sentence limit. :)

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The Nosferatu paused and sniffed the air before he leveled his gaze on Axel. "You smell different, hunter."

Derek frowned and stared at his brother. Axel didn't answer, but lifted his sword and brought it down with one swift move. The head rolled to the side, still grinning. It cracked, shriveled, and then disintegrated into a pile of ash, seconds before the body followed suit.

A screech from behind them, made them whirl around to see a young male, early twenties and no doubt a vampire with his fangs showing. He was perched on the roof of the patio cover, glaring—his eyes glowed stoplight red.

"Mr. T. Wilkins," Derek murmured. What other vamp would be so put out that the Nosferatu met its death?

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Double the Trouble… Flowers and Fangs @KMNbooks @RebeccaJVickery #8sunday #snippetsunday

Flowers and Fangs_KMN_mediumWelcome to Snippet Sunday.

Enjoy a snippet from last week: Flowers and Fangs #2

This week's snippet is from Flowers and Fangs.

The three Hayes brothers arrived at the Wilkins' home and are hunting a Nosferatu (one of the more nastier vampires and the most lethal). The vamp's been neutralized, but before they dust it, the brothers want to know where Wilkins is. They must eliminate all the people infected by the Nosferatu.

This is in Derek's POV.

*The excerpt may have been modified to fit the 10 sentence limit. :)

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Axel strode forward and rolled the Nosferatu over. The vamp snarled and snapped its jaws. He wished the stake through the heart rendered the vamp's vocal chords, too.

"Don't think this is over hunters," the vamp spat.

"Damn, it is an ugly bastard," Wade grimaced as he placed his hat on his head.

"Where is Wilkins?" Not that Derek expected the vamp to be forthcoming, but life sometimes was full of surprises.

It snickered and said, "Double the trouble," it chortled again, "and his gal is a real pal, too."

"Just off the wanker." Wade bored easily, but it would be better to hear what the fiend had to say first.

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Flowers and Fangs_KMN_mediumWelcome to Snippet Sunday.

Enjoy a snippet from last week: Abraham's UN-DEAD.

This week's snippet is from Flowers and Fangs.

When the Hayes brothers arrived at the Wilkins' home, they found the Nosferatu (one of the more nastier vampires and the most lethal) , hunting for a souvenir to take back to his nest, a memento of his successful kill. They've taken the fight in the backyard.

This is in Derek's POV.

*The excerpt may have been modified to fit the 10 sentence limit. :)

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A whoosh of wind blew the ends of his hair off the base of his neck. "Look alive, bros," he warned his brothers as he spun in the direction, he believed the vamp to be, with his weapon ready to shoot.

"Holy effin' hell," Wade cursed. His Stetson no longer sat upon his head, but lay a few feet to the left of him, but Wade knew better than to let this distract him.

The vamp toyed with them, flitting in between them like a ghost before hiding in the shadows.

The chains clicking like wind chimes drew his attention to the swing set. The swing blew in the breeze. He narrowed his eyes and shifted his gaze toward the large oak tree, the vamp sat no more than a few feet away among the foliage and flowers. Two glowing red eyes peered back at him. "Gotcha." His forefinger pressed on the trigger and the arrow flew.

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